There’s a mirror smudged with gum and grime, It warps my face, distorts the time. Every morning hits like static rain, I’m a rerun stuck on the same refrain. I’m dodging cracks in the broken ground, But the floor keeps spinning round and round. I hate the way I come undone, Like tangled wires sparking one by one. Every step’s a rusty hinge, A busted frame I can’t unhinge. I’m chasing echoes in the breeze, A dissonant chord that won’t appease. Scars like hieroglyphs etched on my skin, Telling stories no one’s listening in. I’m a cassette tape chewed and bent, Screaming secrets the wind has spent. I’m caught between the notes and noise, A symphony built to destroy. I hate the way I come undone, Like tangled wires sparking one by one. Every step’s a rusty hinge, A busted frame I can’t unhinge. I’m chasing echoes in the breeze, A dissonant chord that won’t appease. The tempo bends, the strings unwind, The metronome skips out of time. I’m a kaleidoscope stuck on repeat, Spilling shapes I can’t complete. I hate the way I come undone, Like tangled wires sparking one by one. Every step’s a rusty hinge, A busted frame I can’t unhinge. I’m chasing echoes in the breeze, A dissonant chord that won’t appease. Outro The rhythm stutters, it won’t let go, I’m dancing barefoot on a broken road.
